"I'll Be There" - The Escape Club It was after midnight on Friday the 13th. The TV was the only thing that lit the room. Lately, it's been warm; too warm for this place, but I still kept both layers of blankets on. I had two pillows on each side of me, something I haven't been able to do on this bed in 6 months. I don't mind not being able to do it. I was tired, but my mind was awake. So although my eyes were heavy, they remained half-opened watching fluorescent images jump from the screen to the ceiling, to the walls and against the beige blinds over the large window. The shadows were distracting and I knew they would keep me occupied from worrying. I left the sound on low. I didn't want to mute it completely. I figured the muffled noise would be the best company as I attempt to dream. It would be a broken sleep, but sleep nonetheless. 3:34A. It was still dark o...
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.